Neverwinter Forest i hate my last name. i hate everything it stands for

Mal jerked back a little, not expecting the sudden increase in volume. Let's be real, when he gets yelled at, he probably started it, but not this time. None of it made sense to him, but that was because he was missing a few key bits of context that Cupid had and Mal was entirely obvious to. Mal's education was awful at best. 

As such, he completely misinterpreted what Cupid was saying, What? Like I get I should have given you an invite to my pack if you wanted it but you already had one and I messed up..! I just wanna help -- tell me what we gotta find, I'm sure we can find the plants you need or whatever. Mal wasn't so much loud as he was earnest -- innocent. His ears had tilted back a little, confused, but whatever was going on totally had to be fixable, Cupid just needed to chill a bit.